Luyện nghe bài hát Morticiachair

Now, talk about the time
I had morticiachair in my apartment
Right there in front of the living
As an invitation to strangers
(A cold machine show)

Smiling a face
for a telephone call of a beloved feline
She is in a state and it's
She's there for quite a while

got no presents
I've got no

Drop the phone, take the
And come home again
the phone, take the plane
And come back home

Drop the phone, take the
And come home again
the phone, take the plane
And back home again
Drop the phone, take the
And come home again

She knows where she
When she goes for the
She where she rolls
When she goes for the

By the time of my second car crash I got totally
Like in the days I cut myself up with a
Oh nostalgia, lost myself in so many
I didn't know what to of him

Ah, maybe I too much, I don't think so
Fell madly in with a couple of beautiful ears
only a variation
Had long and boring conversations nothing
Talked so much, I bored myself to
And the I talk, the more I turn into a vegetable

God, I'm a fool

She knows where she
When she goes for the
She where she rolls
When she for the doorknob

She knows she rolls
When she goes for the
She knows she rolls
When she for the doorknob

I'll behave, you shame me?
I'm into deep, you shame me?
I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm deep, won't you shame me?

of orange, orange
Little Christ, I'm in her bath-tub,
Consulted, consulted,

She knows she rolls
she goes for the doorknob
She knows where she
When she goes for the

She where she rolls
When she for the doorknob
She knows where she
When she goes for the

I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm deep, won't you shame me?
I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm into deep, won't you me?

I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm into deep, you shame me?
I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm deep, won't you shame me?

Information,
I'm bored,